If
you’ve ever fantasised about being locked in the British Museum after dark with
the Benin Bronzes and Assyrian lion hunts, or bedding down on a satellite
launch-pad at the Science Museum, this could be for you…
Instead
of rockets or ancient sculpture there will be poetry books. For five Monday evenings in a row, the London
Poetry Library (never open on Mondays) will allow access to explorers – for the Poetry Library Lock-in. The five lock-in guides
are all regular library users: Claire Crowther, Karen McCarthy Woolf, Daljit
Nagra, James Wilkes and me. Themes will
include the library’s audio collection, and using the library for researching magazines
and publishers to progress one’s own poetry publication.
This
forms part of the Poetry Library’s 60th birthday celebrations. Because it’s open 6 days a week, and always
just THERE, there’s a danger that Londoners may take the library for
granted. When it closed for ages during
the Festival Hall refurbishment a few years ago, I missed it so badly that I’ll
probably never do so again. The
birthday’s at the end of October; a big reading will include Tom Raworth,
Brenda Shaughnessy and Kei Miller.… all of whom I discovered on the library’s
shelves.
My
lock-in’s the first, on Monday 30 September, when we will discuss contemporary anthologies
and the paths they can set us on; also, how anthology controversies can help orientate
the reader in the world of new poetry, and/or mislead... and, either way,
entertain.
The
best anthologies are a library in themselves, a starting-point for new
discoveries and influences. There will
be a book hunt through the shelves, for anthologies to deepen our understanding
of poetry trends and inspire new work. We
will share discoveries, so my hope is that everyone goes away with new ideas
and perspectives, and reading trails to pursue.
Lorraine
Mariner, who is not only an acclaimed poet but also a librarian, will be there
too. She is going to find something from
the Rare Books Room to show us.
To
prepare for this, I’ve been looking at the newer items in the library’s anthology
collection. It’s very diverse, with
hundreds and hundreds of titles.
Of
course there are the recent British anthologies, such as Adventures in Form (ed. Tom Chivers) and Dear World & Everyone in it (ed. Nathan Hamilton) and Ten (ed. Evaristo & Nagra). And there are various recent American ones,
including Legitimate Dangers (ed.
Dumanis & Marvin) and American Hybrid
(ed. Swensen & St. John). There are
the annual Best American Poetry and,
more recently, Best British Poetry series,
and the occasional Carcanet New Poetries.
Then
there’s poetry translated, as in Bloodaxe’s compendium of contemporary Chinese
poetry, Jade Ladder (ed. Herbert
& Yang Lian), and various books from the excellent Arc, often with English
and original language in parallel text. And
anthologies of sonnets, eco-poetry, experimental poetry (Conductors of Chaos (ed. Iain Sinclair), now 20 years old, gets my
vote for best title); of birds, science, poems by women only (good corrective
for the mostly-male anthologies of the past) or by British Black and Asian
poets (ditto). There’s at least one book
of women’s experimental poetry, Out of Everywhere
(ed. Maggie O’Sullivan), which is one of various books I first got out of the
library and then decided I wanted, so bought.
And much more.
I’m
compiling a reading list with my top 30+ titles (this is very subjective), and
some nice links to online anthology controversies. The commonest name in the list is Bloodaxe –
their range of anthologies is awesome, from Dear
World.. and Ten to Jade Ladder. Bloodaxe publisher Neil Astley himself is an
excellent anthologist whose popularity goes far wider than poetry circles,
witness Staying Alive etc. I think he has a gift for seeking out poetry
that nurtures, in a making-truth-new sort of way.
I’ve
also been reflecting on how to read anthologies... not that there’s an ideal
way, but I tend to keep them by me for weeks and weeks. If I don’t know the context, opening a new
one for the first time can be like entering a trackless forest, though one that
the compiler at least thinks has clear boundaries. There has to be a certain amount of trust in the
anthologist, to invest the time in his/her/their construct, artificial as it
is, in the first place; and there’s a lot of establishing landmarks to do, and
blazing of trees, before a mental map, whether conscious or subconscious, can
be formed. Anthology introductions can range
from excellent/enlightening to misleading/annoying; I mostly prefer to read
them after I’ve read some of the poems.
Back
to the Lock-in. I’m wondering whether I
can stow away in the library for the other four sessions. Practical details (not including how to stow
away) can be found here, on the Poetry School website. There are still some places.
